B5SB -Chapter 377 Sharing Chicken Soup

Gu Yihan didn’t want Bai Yun to blame her if she failed the exam.

So she quickly explained, “Aunt Bai, whether you can get in depends on your test results.”

In other words, it wasn’t up to her.

Bai Yun understood what Gu Yihan meant.

With reddened eyes, she said firmly, “Xiao Han, don’t worry. I’ll definitely pass.”

After that, she asked Gu Yihan to help keep her whereabouts a secret.

Gu Yihan didn’t quite understand why, but she nodded and promised she wouldn’t tell anyone.

Auntie Zhang also promised not to reveal where Bai Yun had gone.

After Bai Yun left with her luggage, Gu Yihan suddenly slapped Auntie Zhang’s arm.

Laughing, she said, “Auntie, aren’t we silly? Aunt Bai’s household registration is still with the army.”

“If Chief Gao wants to know where she is, he doesn’t even need to ask. He can just check!”

Auntie Zhang slapped her thigh and exclaimed, “You’re right! No wonder something felt off just now.”

Lu Huailin glanced at the time and interrupted their conversation. He picked up three fish and handed them to Auntie Zhang.

“Auntie, it’s getting late. Go back and cook, or Secretary Zhao will complain again when he comes home.”

Seeing the time, Auntie Zhang stopped chatting and hurried back with the fish.

A few days later, Bai Yun excitedly called Gu Yihan to tell her she had passed and been accepted into the garment factory.

Gu Yihan congratulated her. No matter what, passing proved she had real ability.

Days passed quietly.

Before long, it was October.

The weather was clear and crisp, with big temperature differences between morning and night.

Gu Yihan got up early, killed an old hen that was five years old, and simmered it over low heat in the kitchen all morning.

When the soup was almost ready, she turned to Lu Huailin, who was tidying up.

“Huailin, bring the lunch boxes over!”

“Coming, wife!”

“Coming, Mommy!”

Lu Huailin walked in with two aluminum lunch boxes and smiled. “You’ve worked hard, wife.”

Haohao held his own little bowl and sweetly said, “Mommy, you’ve worked hard.”

Looking at the soft, chubby Haohao, Gu Yihan couldn’t help exclaiming and bent down to kiss his forehead.

Smiling, she said, “My baby is the best. You know how to care about Mommy.”

Haohao grinned and giggled.

Seeing this, Lu Huailin leaned his head over and said with a grin, “Wife, I want one too.”

Gu Yihan pushed his head away and glared at him.

“If you know I work hard, then treat me well in the future!”

Lu Huailin didn’t get his kiss, but he wasn’t upset. He figured he’d make up for it at night anyway.

Gu Yihan first filled a bowl and asked Lu Huailin to carry it to the table.

Then she reminded Haohao, “Be careful when you drink it. Don’t burn your tongue.”

“Okay, Mommy!” Haohao replied.

He then trotted after Lu Huailin.

After settling Haohao, Lu Huailin returned to the kitchen to help.

When he reached for the ladle in her hand, Gu Yihan dodged.

With displeasure, she said, “If it weren’t for Dad’s sake, I wouldn’t have spent the whole morning making soup.”

As she spoke, she divided the chicken soup into two portions—one for Father Lu and one for Mother Lu.

Lu Huailin circled around her and joked, “My wife is really filial.”

She rolled her eyes at him.

While portioning the soup, she reminded him repeatedly, “The new lunch box is for Dad. The old one is for Mom.”

“Don’t mix them up.”

“If you’re still worried, just come with me,” he said.

Gu Yihan rolled her eyes again. “I don’t want to face your mother’s attitude.”

“Okay, okay, okay. You won’t have to face it anymore,” Lu Huailin coaxed gently.

After she packed the soup, he pulled her into his arms.

She looked up at him and said, “Repeat it.”

Helplessly, he repeated, “The new one is for Dad. The old one is for Mom.”

He didn’t understand why she insisted on separating them so clearly. It was all chicken soup from the same pot.

Satisfied, she nodded.

“Go to Dad’s place first, then Mom’s.”

Lu Huailin nodded.

Listening to her nagging, he didn’t feel annoyed at all.

Instead, his heart felt warm, as if soaking in warm water.

This was what a home should feel like.

A mischievous child, and a loving, talkative wife.

Carrying the soup, Lu Huailin returned to the Lu family home and heard his father coughing nonstop.

He hurried over and patted his back.

“Dad, why don’t you go to the hospital for a checkup? Coughing like this isn’t good.”

“Cough, cough… It’s fine… Just a seasonal cold,” his father replied.

But he kept coughing.

Lu Huailin frowned and took the lunch box to the kitchen to heat the soup.

Soon, he poured it into a bowl and handed it over.

“Drink it while it’s hot. My wife made this especially after hearing you were coughing.”

His father took the bowl and smiled. “My daughter-in-law is really filial.”

After drinking it, he felt the tightness in his chest ease.

The bronchial pain lessened, no longer as sharp as before.

“Dad, want some more?” Lu Huailin asked.

Seeing his father silent, he worried the soup wasn’t seasoned properly.

He went back to the kitchen, scooped some, and tasted it.

“Hmm, it’s good.”

Just then, his father walked in and saw him drinking.

“Who told you to drink my soup?!” he snapped.

Startled, Lu Huailin turned around. “Dad, what are you doing?”

His father shot him a look, grabbed the bowl, and gulped it down in a few swallows.

He even finished all the soft, stewed chicken in the lunch box.

Lu Huailin twitched at the corner of his mouth. Looks like Dad was really hungry.

After eating, his father felt warm all over and sleepy.

Glancing at Lu Huailin, he said, “Aren’t you going to your mom’s place?”

“Yes. I’ll go see how she’s recovering.”

“Go on. I’m sleepy,” his father said, waving him off as he went upstairs.

Lu Huailin sighed and drove to his mother’s place.

As soon as he stepped inside, a foul stench hit him in the face.